WWE RAW - 04.05.04
by Scott Christ
'ello 'ello, mello yello
BASEBALL: The Orioles looked good on Sunday night, and it was nice to have baseball back again. Sidney Ponson, you are wicked fat and I didn't even realize how glad I was that you came back. Javy Lopez, nice to meet you, pal.
HOCKEY: GO LEAFS GO! I've got the Leafs over the Wings in seven in the finals with the Flames being the Cinderella story and making it to the western conference finals. Don't fail me now, Eddie.
BASKETBALL: Uh, who cares. I guess the Pacers are good? I don't even pay attention anymore. Congrats to the UConn Huskies on becoming co-national champions with Michigan. (I guess).
FOOTBALL: What? Shut up.
CC - TV-14-DLV - SmackDown!/Confidential/Bottom Line/Velocity/Heat/Afterburn/Tough Enough - RAW - Bischoff
We begin with a video package designed to make us remember last week, when Shelton Benjamin upended Triple H in a stunning upset of mythical proportions. The package has this super cheesy but triumphant Disney movie-style music and comes off really well.
C'mon! C'mon! C'mon! Let's get it on!
Pyros! And more! This is Monday night Raw and we are LIVE from the Toyota Center in Houston on April 5, 2004! TONIGHT! A women's #1 contender's battle royal featuring the return of a megastar!
TRIPLE H is out before his music can start playing, but halfway down the ramp it does anyway. "It, uh, makes for a great story doesn't it? Makes for a, an amazing, amazing story. This young punk kid comes over from Smackdown (pause to absorb reaction) - this young punk kid comes over from Smackdown, in the draft, what's his name? Ah, hell, it doesn't matter what his name is. He comes over here and in his first match - LIVE on RAW - this young punk kid gets the lucky break of a lifetime. He gets in the ring with the greatest professional wrestler alive today (booo, pause) and he WINS. He does the impossible! He gets his hand raised, 1, 2, 3. It's a great story! It is! But the fact is, this is reality, and it is nothing but a FLUKE. A fluke that could not happen again in a million years. And more importantly, let me tell you about something else, that can't happen again in a million years, and that is Chris Benoit walking out of Backlash with the world heavyweight championship belt around his waist. Yeah, that's right, I'm talking about the rematch of the century, the greatest main event in the history of WrestleMania, one more time ("you tapped out!") - I'm gonna put up with that, for now. The rematch of all time, the final encounter, Chris Benoit - Shawn Michaels - and The Game - triple threat for the world heavyweight championship! And if I know Chris Benoit, right about now, he's startin' to feel the pressure, he's feelin' the pressure of havin' that target on his back, he's feelin' the weight of the world, of bein' the champ. And let's face it, Benoit, you are in the same position I was in. You find yourself in a match where you don't even have to get beaten to lose your championship. And let's face it, Benoit, lose you are going to do. ("Asshole!") Chris Benoit, the odds of you winning that triple threat match in the first place were huge. The odds of you winning two triple threat matches back-to-back are unbelievable. The odds of you winning two triple threat matches with a legend and an icon like Shawn Michaels in it, those odds are astronomical. And the odds of you winning two triple threat matches, back-to-back, with me in it - that is impossible. So Chris Benoit, at Backlash, you -" Shut up Triple H, it's SHELTON BENJAMIN come out to talk to you. "Triple H - I don't mean to interrupt you, but I, I just wanted to come out here and, uh, introduce myself to you. Uh, I'm, uh, that, that young punk kid from Smackdown. Is that gettin' through? Doesn't ring a bell? Uh, the All-American from Minnesota. Still doesn't ring a bell, does it? Okay, let's try this - I'm the guy that beat you just last week, 1 - 2 - 3! And, uh, I, I hear you're out here, you referred to my victory as, well, a fluke. So I figure, hmmm, maybe it was. Maybe! But I figure, if it was a fluke, I can't live with that on my conscience. So what I decided to do is come out here to challenge you to a rematch - right here - in Houston, Texas." "Wow, you are gettin' way ahead of yourself here, kid. Way ahead of yourself. Get this straight - you, you think you have one lucky moment, and you think you can just walk out here and stand in the same ring as the Game, huh? And - and not only that! Then you think you have the right to walk out here and challenge me to a match? I tell you what I'm gonna do. You want a match right here tonight, huh?" "That's right." "I'm gonna do you a favor - no. Now, now. Now, now. Let me explain to you why. Y'see, I'm doin' you a favor, kid, because the fact is, you could build an entire career on what you did last week! You can build an entire career on the fact that you beat the Game, 'cause, Jack, NOBODY - NOBODY - BEATS ME!" "Correction - I DID. So you think I don't have a snowball's chance in hell of beatin' you again? I can understand what you're sayin', I mean, I'm no Triple H, but, uh, I can imagine, what would happen if I were someone like you. World champion, time after time, to get beaten - TWICE - by a young punk kid." "Alright, you know what? I'm tired of this game. You want it? You just wrote a check your ass can't cash, pal. You want it? You got it! Right here! TONIGHT! In this very ring! It's gonna be the greatest wrestler alive, The Game Triple H versus...what the hell ever your name is, right here tonight." "You know what? I'm not even upset that you can't remember my name. 'Cause after tonight, after I beat you again? You can refer to me as - MISTER Benjamin." STARE!
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Monterrey, Mexico! It's the WWE superstars, Mexican flags, tacos, and the restless natives!
NON-TITLE MATCH - CHRIS BENOIT (World Heavyweight Champion, 229, now residing in Atlanta, GA) v. ROB CONWAY (230, Quebec City, Quebec, with SYLVAN GRENIER): Apparently we're completely finished with this French and French sympathizer stuff with these two. The theme to Monday Nitro starts up, and JOHNNY NITRO is headed to the ring in a referee's shirt and his arm in a sling courtesy of the devastating crippler crossface maneuver. "Allow me to introduce myself - my name's Johnny Nitro! And just like last week, I've been appointed special guest referee of this match. But this week, Mr. Bischoff told me to tell YOU, Chris Benoit, that if you so much as lay a finger on me, he will strip you of your heavyweight title, right here, tonight! Now ring the bell, let's get this thing started." Collar-and-elbow, Benoit pushes Conway into the corner. Chop! Nitro gets in the middle. Circle, tie-up again, Benoit into a side headlock. Off the ropes, Benoit with a shoulderblock. Cover, Nitro doesn't even get down to count. Neckbreaker from Conway, stomps! Happy Birthday, Droz! Snap suplex from Conway, cover, 2. Conway cranks on the neck, crowd gets hot for the comeback and Benoit makes it. Clothesline ducked and Benoit drills him with the release German. Nitro dramatically counts to two with both men down. Up, Benoit with a chop, off the ropes, clothesline, side backbreaker! Cover, 2. Benoit goes for another German, Conway holds onto the ropes. There's Conway's right asscheek, there's Nitro being out of position for his bump to the floor on a snap suplex. Sylvan Grenier jumps into the ring, and they hit sort of a double-team overdrive, which is a nice-looking move. Conway covers, here comes a new referee, 2, kickout! Benoit with a forearm, Grenier knocked off the apron, Conway runs into the crossface! (03'54") That was fun.
Backstage, ERIC BISCHOFF is disappointed. And here is WILLIAM REGAL! He's "had more ups and downs than a whore's drawers." Bischoff has a very special assignment for Regal, and Regal brings up when he kissed Vince's ass. God, Regal is a great performer. "Listen, I brought you here to manage a wrestler. He's six-foot-one. He's 240 pounds. He's in his twenties! He's a very special talent. And the fact is - he's my nephew. Now listen, I didn't wanna offer him a contract, but I promised my sister, anyway - his name is Eugene Dinsmore. And let's just say he's a very special talent." "So you mean all I've got to do is manage this special talent - your nephew, Eugene - and I'm back here on Raw?" "It's just that...simple!" Regal is off to find Eugene, promising to make him a star.
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WWE Jericho calls Trish a pig of the week brought to you by YJ Stinger
CHRIS JERICHO (230, Manhasset, NY - what?) v. MATT HARDY VERSION 1.0 (225, Cameron, NC): Matt Fact: Matt has broken his nose 3 times. Matt Fact: Matt never over-orders in restaurants. Before the bell rings, CHRISTIAN and TRISH STRATUS make their way to the top of the ramp with a recliner to observe. Hardy jumps on Jericho, bulldog gets two. Powerslam gets two. Elbowdrop to the spine, 2. Jericho starts his rally with a knee to the gut and a chop, Hardy off the ropes and into the sleeper neckbreaker. Right, chop, chop, off the ropes, reversed, Jericho with a forearm, c'mon baby. Hardy with a clothesline in the corner, goes for the bulldog again, shoved off, Jericho with the stupid faceslam. Lionsault, Hardy gets the knees up. Hardy waves his arms around, tries for the twist of fate, blocked, walls of Jericho, countered with a small package for two. Jericho with the "f you" motion and the "come on, (nickname)!" Running rope-assisted Mike Enos, walls of Jericho! Matt taps. (03'02") Christian and Trish make out, which JR calls "another classless act." A TYPICAL DISGUSTING DISPLAY!
Backlash spot. "His ego, arrogance, and friends can't help him now." The Hardcore Legend Mick Foley! The Legend Killer Randy Orton! The WWE Intercontinental Championship! WWE Backlash - LIVE - two weeks away on pay-per-view.
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Here is a shot of the beautiful Toyota Center in beautiful Houston
Our commentators are JIM ROSS and JERRY THE KING LAWLER. Let's take you to a promo backstage in a studio with MICK FOLEY and a flower and a box with a ribbon. "It's been said many time that you never, never forget your first. Call me sentimental, but I think that's true. 'Cause in my life, there have been many, dozens, maybe hundreds, but I've never quite forgotten my very first one. There were times on the road where I'd pick up a couple a week. Use them for a couple of days, then hand them off to a lucky fan. But I've never forgotten my first. My first flannel shirt. Given to me the Christmas of 1977. Three sizes too large. And not worn in the last ten years until just a few days ago I went through a box of my favorite things, and gleefully withdrew it, intending to wear it in my match at Backlash in Edmonton. It may sound funny that a guy whose name is synonimous with hardcore wrestling would be so fond, even in love, with in inanimate object. But I've always found the world of hardcore really had nothing to do with chairs, it had nothing to really do with tables, garbage cans, cookie sheets. The name hardcore signified that I had an attitude that meant I was gonna go above and beyond what it took to give the fans the greatest show possible. It was a word that said, I love the business, and I love the fans enough to put my body through unimaginable pain. And even when I had to go to the chance to go to Japan and take part in some barbaric matches, I did it with love on my mind. After all, in 1994, I had a one-year old baby girl, I had a three-year old boy, and I had a mortgage to pay, and I did what I had to do to pay the bills. So even though some of the matches I took part in may have been described as inhumane, deep down in my heart I rested with the comfort and knowledge that I was doing it for love. And I swore I'd never go back, I swore I'd never watch those matches, never watch what I put those poor Japanese people through. But in trying to recapture the fire and the passion that I thought I lacked at WrestleMania, I went back and I looked at the tapes, and I did barbaric things, I did inhumane things, but it wasn't the moves, it wasn't the barbed wire, it wasn't the tacks that caught my eye - it was my eye! Over and over I've watched the tapes, rewind, play, rewind, play, and it was there - it was a look in MY eyes, that said, deep down, maybe there was a little part of me that didn't mind inflicting that type of damage, deep down, maybe there was a little part of me that even liked it! Deep down I heard the screams - the suffering - the agony! Maybe, maybe deep down, I even loved it. Randy Orton, these were honorable men. Nice men. They never spit in my face. They never conducted a calculated campaign calling me a coward. They never took cheapshot, triple-team efforts to send me to the hospital, but the fact is, when I had the chance, I wrapped the arm in barbed wire, and I tore them apart! So if I were you, I'd be asking myself a simple question. That question would be, then what the hell is this man going to do to me at Backlash, knowing full-well he hates my guts. The answer, Randy Orton, is simple - I am going to kick your ass all over Ed-- I am not gonna kick your ass all over Edmonton. Because I hear that all the time, it's become cliche. 'I'm gonna kick your ass, man! I'm gonna kick your ass!' I'm not gonna kick your ass in Edmonton, Randy, I'm gonna be a little bit more descriptive than that. In order to be descriptive, well, I'm gonna introduce you to another old friend of mine. Another friend I saw in my box of favorite things. Randy Orton, say hello to my friend. Barbie. And Barbie's not gonna kick your ass. Barbie is gonna get sunk into your skull, and I am going to carve caverns of gore into your virgin flash. I'm gonna - I'm gonna bring on the type of bleeding usually reserved for special effects teams in Mel Gibson Biblical efforts. Randy Orton, I am gonna tear you apart, I'm gonna take Barbie, and I'm gonna (breaking stuff with the bat, smashing things, etc.) I'm gonna rip! I'm gonna tear! I'm gonna gorge! I'm gonna possibly disembowel! And I'm going to ... love it."
Backstage, RANDY ORTON is totally frightened. RIC FLAIR tries to tell him it'll be okay. BATISTA has a muscle shirt. Triple H is headed to the ring. Orton is still frightened.
NEXT! Shelton Benjamin v. Triple H!
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We're back, and Ric Flair is in the ring with LILIAN GARCIA. Lilian informs us that Flair is the special guest ring announcer. "Let's make somethin' real clear - per Eric Bischoff, earlier this evening, anybody that gets involved in this match, that's not on official business, is DONE. Understand that? Anybody involved out here is on official business. So first of all, let me introduce you to the ring announcer, that would be Nature Boy Ric Flair. The official timekeeper would be Batista. The o-fficial trainer this evening, Randy Orton." Orton has a stool, a bucket and some water. JR: "He's gonna need a stool after Backlash, I tell ya that." What?
TRIPLE H (265, Greenwich, CT) v. SHELTON BENJAMIN (248, Orangeburg, SC): Benjamin is cautious approaching the ring. HHH with a kick to the gut, right, into the corner, right, stomp, stomp, stomp. Vertical suplex, Shelton slides down, rollup, two! Two rights from Benjamin, whip reversed, crossbody off the ropes, 2. Crucifix from Benjamin, 2. Two rights, off the ropes, reversed, HHH catches him with a spinebuster as JR goes over Benjamin's amazing athletic background. Benjamin outside, and Batista drops him face-first on the security wall while HHH distracts Hebner. "That's a pathetic excuse for an official capacity." A TYPICAL DISGUSTING DISPLAY! Benjamin makes it back in at eight, HHH lays the boots in. Blatant choke. Off the ropes, telegraphed and kicked, right hands, facebuster from Helmsley. Benjamin thrown out again, and Orton throws him into the wall, so Benjamin decides to fall on his head as a result. Goodness gracious. Orton sits on his stool and drinks water. Shelton back in at nine this time. HHH slaps him in the back of the head several times and yells at him. Stand-up in the corner, slap, slap. Corner whip, HHH catches the boot, dragon whip! "Randy's gay" chant from ringside. STINGER SPLASH!! HHH falls to the floor and Shelton follows. Flair and Orton surround but can't do anything with Hebner watching. Batista is close now. HHH goes for the pedigree, blocked, catapult into the STEEL ringpost! Benjamin makes it back, HHH doesn't! Countout win! (05'37") So that's two Raws straight with Benjamin over HHH *and* two Raws straight with a countout. Evolution surrounds Benjamin and puts the inevitable beatdown on. Shitty pedigree! Benjamin bleeds and absorbs the brutal brutality until CHRIS BENOIT, MICK FOLEY and SHAWN MICHAELS run in to stop the beatdown. That's quite a group.
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This week on Confidential, The Rock went on a bunch of shows to promote Walking Tall.
WOMEN'S BATTLE ROYAL FOR #1 CONTENDERSHIP - LITA (Sanford, NC) v. JAZZ (New Orleans, LA) v. NIDIA (Puerto Rico) v. MOLLY HOLLY (Forest Lake, MN) v. STACY KEIBLER (Baltimore, MD) v. THE RETURNING GAIL KIM (Korea) v. TRISH STRATUS (Toronto, ON): Before the match, Bischoff lets us know that Benjamin went to the hospital and something about firing Benoit, Michaels and Foley if they do something or something. No Ivory? No Jacqueline? Trish needs new music because that isn't working for a heel. Let us take you to a break.
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Uh. Well we're back, and everyone's gone except Lita, Trish and Jazz. Jazz is knocked off the apron by Lita, we're down to two. Here are eliminations: Stacy via Molly, Molly via Jazz, Gail via Jazz w/face-first SPLAT, Nidia via Trish. Trish extends her hand, Lita slaps it away. Lita prepares her face for a slap and gets one. Lita sucks so bad. My God. I think that was supposed to be Trish raking the eyes. Blah blah blah, Jericho is out. Trish kicks the crap out Lita right in the stomach. Jericho distracts Trish, Lita eliminates her, and Lita is going to Backlash. OH JOY! (04'33" aired)
SmackDown! Rebound covers the Kurt Angle Great American Award stuff.
Backstage, William Regal wanders around looking for Eugene. Regal walks up on GARRISON CADE. Garrison "doesn't know where he is," he's "on the phone." And there he is - EUGENE DINSMORE. HAHA! He's *RETARDED*! Eugene hugs him! "Regal! Eugene! Manager!" Regal is appalled and they head for Uncle Eric's office.
Commercials: YJ Stinger (3), Skittles (2), Resident Evil: Outbreak (2), Tom Clancy's Splinter Cell: Pandora Tomorrow (3), The Punisher (2), Foot Locker/Nike
WWE Live! Saturday in Saginaw! Sunday in Peoria! Next week, Raw is live in Chicago! One week from Sunday, Backlash in Edmonton! Two weeks from tonight, Raw in Calgary!
THE COACH gets his usual amazing reaction and heads to the booth. Let us take you back to last week. "Tajiri! Whassup! oh! oh! ohhh! oh! ohhh! ohh! oh my! oh my eyes! oh! oh! ohhh! ohhh! ohhhh! ahhh!" Coach just wanted to welcome Tajiri to Raw. Coach plugs Lenscrafters, which confuses JR. Coach is pretty awesome.
TAJIRI (206, Japan) v. CHRISTIAN (224, Toronto, ON): Before the match, Trish is upset backstage, and Christian informs her that at Backlash, it's a handicap match: Trish and Christian v. Jericho. She doesn't appear to be that happy about it. Tajiri with a 'rana off the bat, kick to the leg, kick to the leg, into the corner, Christian gets a boot up. Slingshot into the bottom rope, Coach decides to head to the ring. Something that was supposed to be a lariat, I think. Coach and Christian tap fists, the studs. Off the ropes, Tajiri ducks a clothesline, dropkick to the knee. Tajiri off the ropes, handspring back elbow hits. You know, I like Christian, but wrestling Tajiri isn't really helping him look good. Tarantula! Christian goes for the reverse DDT, not happening, kick to the head! 1, 2, kickout. JR again calls the DDT the unprettier. How dumb are you, JR? How dumb? Coach distracts Tajiri, unprettier! (02'23") We seem to be setting up Coach v. Tajiri at Backlash. That's...interesting.
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We're back and at the booth. Later tonight, Bischoff will call out Benoit, Foley and Michaels to that ring, and they will be dealt with by Bischoff. We're less than two weeks away from Backlash! Edge v. Kane! Randy Orton v. Mick Foley! Victoria v. Lita! Chris Jericho v. Christian & Trish Stratus! Shawn Michaels v. Chris Benoit v. Triple H!
Backstage, William Regal and Eugene are outside of Bischoff's office. Regal goes in and leaves Eugene outside. You can't put Regal with a retard! He's a bloody window-licker! He's off on one! Bischoff says if Regal wants to come back to Raw, he will manage Eugene. Bischoff gets upset that Regal left Eugene outside the office by himself, despite that he was alone the ENTIRE NIGHT BEFORE. This sucks. Johnny Nitro lets Bischoff know that his nephew is on TV with JR and the King. Wait, but. The. They are the TV. Because. Uh. Ugh.
JR helps Eugene get a headset on. King calls Eugene's gear "whacky," to which he responds, "whacky, whacky, Bushwhacky, Bushwhackers, Bushwhackers," and licks the King. Regal comes to get Eugene. This sucks!
Commercials: X-Box (2), Snickers (2), Texas Chainsaw Massacre DVD (2), Gatorade (2), Bedroom Expressions (local), Afdent (local)
Subway Kane chokeslams Tajiri and Edge makes the save of the week
KANE (320, homeless, with Backlash is brought to you by Drakengard) v. RHYNO (275, Detroit, MI): Kane attacks right away. So let's get this straight. Week #1, Rhyno loses to Benoit. Week #2, Rhyno squashes Lance Storm. Week #3, Rhyno (presumably) loses to Kane. Kane stays on top of Rhyno and beats him to the mat. Tickets on sale this Saturday for Yuma, Phoenix, San Jose and Los Angeles (Judgment Day) as Rhyno snaps the middle rope. GORE! Cover - 1, 2, Kane gets the shoulder up. Chokeslam! 1, 2, 3. (01'40") Kane's music doesn't even play, but "You Think You Know Me" DOES, and EDGE is here with a broken hand. Poor Edge. Edge steps toe-to-toe with Kane and isn't much smaller than Kane is. Kane knocks him down and fetches a chair - SPEAR! Kane sits up, Edge charges again, big boot from Kane. Kane gets the chair again and goes to break Edge's other hand, but Edge fires back and puts him down with a cast shot. What a babyface. This is a pretty shitty buildup to this match.
Backstage, Benoit and Michaels meet up. "Hey Shawn. Have ya heard - I guess, uh, THE Mr. Bischoff has somethin' to say to us out there tonight." "You know, it brings back the memories of being called to the principal's office. Me, you and Foley, hoo hoo hoo, we're in trou-BLLLLE! I'm nervous. Never liked this. You know, uh, seriously, I wanted to say last week was awesome, man. We were THISCLOSE to being the world tag team champions. I want you to know, man-to-man, anytime you need me, I'm there, I got your back, tonight, and any night. I'm gonna level with ya, man-to-man, face-to-face, come Backlash - it's a different story. I'm comin' atcha, and I'm comin' atcha with all I got." "I wouldn't expect any less from you, Shawn." "You know I, as much as I hate to agree with Triple H, you have to consider it, man--" "Agree with Triple H?" "What are the odds? Two in a row? Against Triple H and myself? Triple threat match? Comin' outta the ring with that belt around your waist? It's pretty slim. I fell short once, man. I'm not fallin' short again." "Well, we'll see now, won't we?" Mick Foley joins them. "Guys! It's time to go. Tonight - let's just make sure we're all on the same page." Johnny Nitro interrupts. "Mick, put the bat down. Mr. Bischoff told me to spread the word - no weapons allowed." Foley gives it up but threatens him. What the fuck is this with no weapons, The Warriors? Not likely. Benoit hits Nitro in the injured arm for fun.
Backlash spot. "The first encounter made history when one man beat the odds. ("Benoit has become the heavyweight champion of this world!") Now - he must do it again. Chris Benoit! Triple H! Shawn Michaels! The final encounter! Triple threat match for the world heavyweight championship!"
Commercials: Star Trek Deep Space Nine Marathon (4), Subway, MX Unleashed, Monster (4), YJ Stinger (4), Twix (2), Resident Evil: Outbreak (3), Autolite sparkplugs w/waste of King of the Hill tie-in, This Just In...
Here is the Walking Tall premiere at Mann's Chinese Theater. Who cares.
Bischoff heads to the ring for our main event as JR thanks the fans for making Raw again the highest-rated program on "basic television." Bischoff grabs the mic. "As promised, I've got some business to take care of. Now Chris Benoit, you may be the world heavyweight champion, but Eric Bischoff has got something to say to you, and I'm gonna say it to your face - Chris Benoit, I demand you come down to this ring." So Benoit does! "I see it (the belt). But there's something else I wanna see, I wanna see the man who decided to stick his fist down my throat, with a stinking sock on it. Mick Foley, I've got something to say to you." Mick Foley comes out, too! "Let's complete this message. Shawn Michaels, you may have been here a lot longer than I have, but I have the power, and I've got something to say to YOU!" Guess what? Shawn Michaels also comes to the ring! "Alright, gentlemen, let's make this short and sweet. I'm gonna teach you to defy MY power. Next week, from Chicago, right here on Monday Night Raw, you three are gonna team up with a man, and I don't give a damn if they have to bring him to the ring on a stretcher - you're gonna team up with Shelton Benjamin and take on all four members of Evolution." Yay! I love the six-to-ten man pre-PPV tag matches. HHH, with a sledgehammer, approaches the ring and calls the troops. They don't come, though. Predictably, Evolution comes out of the crowd. The fight is even until HHH gets in with the hammer, smacks Shawn in the spine, Foley gets an RKO on the floor, and Benoit is pedigreed on a steel chair. A TYPICAL DISGUSTING DISPLAY! Goodnight!